Golden Latitude (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Canvas folded on the wicker chair

Traces of the salt still in your hair

Engine humming by the wooden pier

Everything we loved was easy here

Pre-Chorus

Hear the bell across the bay

Washing yesterday away

Take a breath and step aboard

Every road is moving toward

Chorus

Take me to that golden latitude

Leaving with a quiet gratitude

Every horizon opens wide and new

Underneath that golden latitude

Verse 2

Watch the orange rooftops turn to stone

Neither of us traveling alone

Pocket full of shells and citrus rind

Not a single sorrow left behind

Pre-Chorus

Hear the bell across the bay

Washing yesterday away

Take a breath and step aboard

Every road is moving toward

Chorus

Take me to that golden latitude

Leaving with a quiet gratitude

Every horizon opens wide and new

Underneath that golden latitude

Bridge

No more looking back across the foam

Every shoreline is another home

Warm trade winds lifting up the sail

Love was never something meant to fail

Chorus

Take me to that golden latitude

Leaving with a quiet gratitude

Every horizon opens wide and new

Underneath that golden latitude